Tan Zheng couldn't help but be smitten with Song Ni. Her charm lay in her words, which were always pleasing and difficult to dislike. And her most sincere praises were the most potent. No one could truly understand the satisfaction he felt when the little girl he adored hugged him and called him amazing; it was a feeling that no championship win could rival. Finally, Song Ni was thoroughly drunk, unable to even hold her wine glass. Her white dress was ruined again, but Tan Zheng, as he wished, helped her into a red one. He watched the little girl in his arms, who would occasionally lower her head to peck him. Seeing her wrinkle her nose in discomfort, he playfully teased her. As a result, he was swatted several times, mistaken for an annoying summer mosquito. The bottle of wine was ultimately finished by Tan Zheng alone.
... Tan Zheng had been away from the group for too long, and it was imperative that he return. He had not yet officially taken over Tan's, and the year-end was incredibly busy. Naturally, his eldest son had dumped all of Tan's affairs onto Chairman Tan. Song Ni, however, found herself with a lot of free time. Her play had finished filming, and with her upcoming studies in London, her studio wouldn't be needed for the time being. This particular matter, however, she still hadn't mentioned to Tan Zheng.
Song Ni was still asleep but was woken by Tan Zheng. "What are you doing?" Tan Zheng deliberately rubbed his stubble against Song Ni's face. "Are you coming to the company with me?" Song Ni was still groggy and refused without thinking, pushing his face away. "No, I want to sleep more." Tan Zheng grabbed her hand and placed it on his chin, pricking Song Ni and forcing her to open her eyes again. "Didn't you want to see Su Qing?" Song Ni blinked. It seemed she had promised Su Qing she'd have lunch and tea with her. "Hurry and get up." Song Ni held out her hand to Tan Zheng, who then picked her up. Song Ni yawned. "When does Su Qing get off work?" "The 29th." "You're such a black-hearted boss." Tan Zheng: ... "Alright, hurry and wash up and change." As he said this, the man conveniently patted Song Ni's backside. It had been some time since Tan Zheng started this habit. But Song Ni disliked it intensely, as if Tan Zheng were an elder supervising her. No, not even her father had ever patted her backside. Song Ni reached out to cover it. "If you do that again, I'll get angry." The man raised an eyebrow and lifted his hand. "Alright, alright, my little ancestor, hurry and wash up. We're running out of time." Song Ni let out a short "Ah." "But I still need to pick out clothes and do my makeup." This was her first time going to Tan Zheng's company. She was their boss's lady, after all, and she definitely needed to dress up well and not embarrass herself. Tan Zheng knew this would happen. "So you need to be quick. I've given you an hour." Song Ni raised her hand and wiped her face, giving an okay gesture. Tan Zheng smiled and shook his head, following her into the bathroom. As Song Ni brushed her teeth, washed her face, and combed her hair, he shaved nearby.
Song Ni had many clothes, and Tan Zheng also had quite a few. However, as the CEO of a group, he needed to be formal when going to work. Song Ni looked at Tan Zheng's suits and coats, contemplating how to coordinate them into a couple's outfit. Tan Zheng reminded her, "There's heating in the company, so you can wear something lighter underneath." This gave Song Ni even more freedom to experiment. "Do you think I should dress demurely or lively?" "You can be demure?" Song Ni rolled her eyes. "Of course. It's a required course for every young lady, isn't it? At least to act the part." Tan Zheng smiled and hugged her waist. "Wear whatever you like. You don't need to pretend at the company. Do as you please." Although he said that, she still needed to put considerable thought into her attire. She wasn't the same as before. Previously, at her family's company, she was the young lady, free to be unrestrained and lively. Now, going to Tan Zheng's company, she was the CEO's wife, the boss's lady. Ahem, she still needed to project a certain presence. Finally, Song Ni chose a little black dress. It featured a qipao collar with a cutout above the chest, revealing her delicate and attractive collarbones without appearing frivolous. To avoid looking too old-fashioned, the shoulders had a slightly structured cap sleeve design, and the sleeves were slightly puffy, reaching above the elbow with fitted cuffs. Song Ni wore a pair of black lace gloves, adding a touch of playfulness and mystery. The skirt was a fitted design, reaching just above her ankles, with a high slit embellished with a criss-cross knot. Song Ni felt the overall color was too monotonous, so she pinned a small, dark red flower made of gauze to her waist. The ribbon trailed down to her hips, adding a touch of liveliness. The ensemble was slightly mature, but thankfully, Song Ni's face was pure and somewhat cool, preventing it from looking dated. Instead, it exuded a fatal allure, a blend of youthful innocence and mature sophistication. Song Ni also styled her hair into a bun, leaving a few strands of hair at her temples, slightly curled. Finally, she applied lipstick. She pursed her lips and gave Tan Zheng a flirtatious glance. "Do I look good?" Tan Zheng's gaze deepened, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he stepped forward to embrace Song Ni's waist. "You look beautiful, baby. Why don't we skip it?" Song Ni was very satisfied with Tan Zheng's reaction but cruelly pushed him away. "No, I have to go see Su Qing." Tan Zheng pressed himself against her again, somewhat jealous. "You're accompanying me to work." Song Ni turned a deaf ear and carefully adjusted the details in front of the mirror. Tan Zheng: ... Very well, Su Qing was now trying to steal his wife.
As soon as Su Qing arrived at the office, she sneezed unexpectedly. The wind had been strong these past few days; had she caught a cold? Thinking this, Su Qing put her just-removed coat back on.
... Initially, Tan Zheng drove himself to work. Later, as more matters accumulated, the company assigned him a driver, and he would sit in the back, reviewing documents. The driver, named Xiao He, appeared to be a very honest person. When he saw Tan Zheng emerge, holding Song Ni's hand, Xiao He stared at Song Ni for a good while. Is this the CEO's wife? She's so beautiful! And she's dressed so well! It's like she's going to a party. Noticing Xiao He's gaze, Song Ni looked over and offered him a faint smile. The simple and honest Xiao He immediately blushed. At this moment, Tan Zheng's displeased gaze swept over. Xiao He: ... It's over. Xiao He immediately lowered his head, daring not to look at Song Ni again, and then respectfully opened the car door for the couple. "Good morning, President Tan, Madam." Song Ni noticed his earlobes were red and chuckled. "Good morning. What's your name?" "Madam can just call me Xiao He." Although simple and honest, he wasn't shy and could quickly answer her question. As expected, no one around Tan Zheng lacked manners. Tan Zheng knitted his brows. "Get in the car, it's cold outside." Song Ni pulled her coat tighter around herself and got into the car, with Tan Zheng following closely. Xiao He noticed that before getting into the car, President Tan had carefully placed his hand on the door frame. Wow, President Tan is so considerate of Madam.